My day at stonefire....

I walk into StoneFire art gallery at the very peak of a beautiful spring day. Walking through the huge garage doors opened in the back, I walk to the table in the the center of the room to sign myself in, as usual. I walk around trying to find Maxine (she runs the place) to ask her what task she would like me to complete for the day. She walks me to the back room, the room in which they are making into a "dark room" for photography classes, she tells me about some shelves that need to be painted for their picture room. Maxine walks out, I pour some black paint and retrieve a paint brush. I began somewhere about eye level on the shelf. I found myself drifting into thought about photography, and how it's always been something I admire. I snap back into reality. I look around realizing that I've painted a good portion of this shelf. I walk into the back room, rinse my container that was once full of black paint and also my brush, say my farewells to Maxine, and head back out into the beautiful Spring day.